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Another Universe.

Hello! I’m so excited! This is my first time putting my writing on Tumblr and I can’t wait to hopefully put more but to be honest I am pretty nervous to do this as well. I wrote this not very long ago and this is a novel I’ve been thinking about writing for quite some time. I’m not entirely sure if this will be an X reader or with the character I made for this specifically, but otherwise, I hope you enjoy this and I take constructive criticism too, but I ask that you please be nice about it and I also don’t mind suggestions on where to take this story. Thanks! 

By the way, might turn into a Kylo ren/Ben Solo story to???? And my writing tends to be on the darker side of things. Just as a warning this prologue contains some depressing themes and the main character having self-esteem issues.  

I also recommend playing this in a loop if you can/want while reading this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQ3poU70uIE

I hope you enjoy! 

Prologue 

My eyes glossed over with a layer of fresh new tears. The little droplets threatening to fall from the corners of, my eyes. I took my sleeve and roughly wiped them away, but to no avail, they just kept returning. Each time more and more escaped the fabric of my sleeve and trickled down my ivory cheeks. The pressure building up in my chest was almost too much to handle. It made me want to rip out my heart and curse why we were given the ability to feel emotions. 

   I choked back a scream of agony and gripped the spot where my heart was. Why must we go through this much suffering? If there really is someone up above why would they throw me into this madness and chaos? It was so unexpected and something that should’ve never been possible. I took in a deep breath to try and calm myself. Hiccuping and stuttering in the process. I regret everything. Everything up to the arguments I had with my mom, my jealousy, me not putting myself out there and actually trying to have the confidence to overcome my fear. I was wrong. So very wrong. I should’ve accepted my normal boring life and just gone along with it like everyone else.

Be careful what you wish for.

   The screaming and shouting from outside the door made me want to curl up into a ball and disappear forever. I shoved my hands into the ground, my fingers gripping the floor the best I could making my knuckles turn white. I’m a coward. All that I can do is run and hide. I have all my life. Nothings changed. If I go out there I will die. I can’t save those people out there. To fragile as they put it. I’ve never been able to prove them wrong as I’ve always seen myself exactly how they have always seen me. A little girl who is lost with no where to go, a little girl who is a damsel in distress and can’t defend herself because she is too sensitive, a little girl who no matter what can’t find her place in all of this madness and has messed up to the point of no return and at the end of that has cost the lives of so many great people. It’s a wonder how I’m even still here.  

   The banging and loud shouts of orders finally reached the metal door in front of me. The troopers weapons pounded on the door as I braced myself. Maybe this is finally it. Maybe after this, I won’t have to worry anymore. I won’t be a nuisance or an embarrassment. I’ll just be gone. An unneeded flame in this place snuffed out. Gone as fast as the snap of someone’s fingers. I laugh a little finally giving into my tears. Maybe dying here will actually send me back home. Little wisps of my dark hair fall on my face. The banging is louder now. Each hit on the door more ferocious than the first.  

   I watch the door as dents form in it. It’ll give away at any time. I raise my head and stare at the door intently any traces of the small laugh or sad smile are gone and are replaced with fear, nervousness, but also acceptance. I guess I’m really doing this. Never in my life would I have thought my death would be at the hands of the First Order. Let alone a fictional universe that I had always wished was real. That millions upon millions of people got excited for when a new movie comes out or gushes about it with friends and random people they meet who also loves the franchise. I was the same way and deep down still am, but after going to hell and back while being in this place I wonder what people would really think of it if they were in my shoes. Would they still see it as the same beloved Star Wars they love? Or would they see it like I see it now? A war zone where there is no mercy to be seen, no happiness, just chaos, and destruction. 

   A bright light hits my eyes for a second and I shield them with my arms. They’ve broken the door. Everything seems to go by in slow motion. I can’t hear anything anymore, everything’s a blur. The smell of things burning, buildings, planes, people is overpowering. I feel the pain of hands gripping my upper arms and the barrel of a blaster against my mid back. Its almost like I’m not in control of my body.  I’m looking through my own eyes, but I can’t move. I can’t do anything. I feel myself being dragged out of the small room inside of the main building. All I see is hell. People fighting, screaming, escaping while they can. The fire has consumed the place while TIE fighters and X-wings take out one another. Blasters are being fired as people are struck down. A once beautiful lush green environment overflowing with a luxurious and peaceful atmosphere has now been demolished and reduced to rubble and a wasteland. How can people be so cruel as to destroy such a wonderful place? What could someone want so badly that they have to destroy places like this? 

   My shock starts to disappear as I keep examining my surroundings. Is this really what I want? Do I really want to leave these people, who are fighting for the galaxy to die while I sit here and actually wish and wait for the bullet to end my life? I really am pitiful. My fist comes into contact with the stormtrooper on my rights helmet as I start to thrash around and scream. He momentarily let’s go which gives me enough time to raise my right leg and kick him In the groin. I yank my left arm free from the stormtrooper on my left and kick him in the chest sending him stumbling to the ground. I pause not knowing where exactly to go until I feel something nudging me on my left calf. I look behind me to see the little droid I’ve come to know and love. BB-8. He beeps at me and zooms past me towards one of the X-wing fighters. 

   I dart pass the stormtroopers on the ground who are slowly comprehending what just happened to them following the little droid. To be honest I never thought the resistance could be overrun like this. While I knew it could happen I figured they would have some type of plan to put into action with an attack like this, but this was so sudden. No one was expecting it and now we’re paying the price. A blast from one of the TIE fighters hits a nearby X-wing sending me skidding across the cement. I winced in pain and from the ringing in my ears and attempted to prop myself up with my elbows. The ringing in my ears slowly died down as my bright blue eyes trailed over to where BB-8 was. The droid was coming over to me as fast as he could and was beeping urgently. I cocked my head to the side and pushed myself onto my hands and knees. All of a sudden I felt it. The blunt force of the butt of a blaster hitting the back of my head, the frantic beeping from BB-8, the pain, and dizziness as I fell back onto the ground. Black dots covered my vision and I started breathing hard. I couldn’t make out what the trooper was saying as I slowly was losing consciousness. At least I tried and had the confidence for once in my life I thought to myself smiling a little as I fully succumbed to the darkness. 

All I could do now was have hope.

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[drops coin] HOh

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Me all the time and not just with songs.

*realizing a song but not remembering the name*

*fidgets*

*body twitching*

*falls to floor*

*inumane screaming*

“I SWEAR I KNOW THIS SONG JUST GIVE ME A MINUTE GODDAMIT-”

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All the time. 😂

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Yes!!!

No doubt in my mind that Castiel is the cat that hit the chair. Gabriel is the cat that went under the couch; checking on the person from afar. Balthazar just ran away.

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Everyone needs to hear this.

Run from him:

•if he disrespects his mom •if he disrespects blue collar workers •if he doesn’t tip or leaves loose pennies •if he is mean to animals •if he doesn’t touch you in public •if he won’t tell his friends about you •if he says “I’ve never been with a ____ girl before.” •if he won’t address his female friends by name instead just calls them “a friend” •if all his exes “are psycho” •if he’s never worked a day in his life •if he chooses a drug over spending time with you •if he disagrees with feminism •if he’s white and he throws around the N word •if he isn’t proud of what you do •if he makes rape jokes •if you tell him you haven’t shaved down there and he quickly changes his mind about giving you oral •if he chooses the music or movies without asking what you think •if he voluntarily shows up late to pick you up •if you catch yourself googling “what is an abusive relationship?”

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Person: you know when it’s 3AM, and you’re wide awake, thinking about how life gets so crazy…

Me: *thinking about how at 3AM, I’m crying over fictional characters* Sure.

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